Why, oh why
does he has to be
like a cruel evil monster
trying to **** me?

He says I ****.
He never gave a ****.
He treats me like I'm
A slave from a barn.

We sometimes act nice
But it's never really true.
It would be so kind if he
Could act somewhat new.

Yet, he is my brother,
And love him I must.
Even if he treats me
Like a small piece of dust.